How the Zergs were Made

Chapter 370: He is not him

"People always die. It's nothing more than the difference between dying early and dying late. Instead of doing this, it is better to devote your life to a great cause and make your life more valuable."

Despite being threatened by such power, even though the leader portrayed his sorrow after his death, the will of the stalker remained unshakable.

He stirred his lungs with difficulty, questioning the guy in front of him.

"It's you, you obviously still have a tomb, why did you crawl out of the garbage heap of history again? Emperor Zun, Manson." When the name was pronounced, the head's complexion changed significantly. The ease and arrogant posture disappeared completely, replaced by gloomy and ugly.

It's like eating half of the worms that are still moving in a plate of delicious food.

"...In such a long time, your empire has been able to unearth it. It seems that I underestimated your abilities." "After many years, I can still hear this disgusting name. I have to praise you. Manson, even if you refuse to sign a contract with Lingzun, you have a pitiful short life, but you can still last so long in this way."

It was like falling into a memory, and the leader gritted his teeth. His anger was not a pretense, but a genuine disgust for the emperor.

"Are you not him?"

The stalker's originally determined expression appeared stunned, because it did not match the intelligence.

"Of course I am not him. It is true that many people will confuse me and him, but we are only related to each other, not the same person." The leader replied naturally, and his words did not even mention the name of the emperor. , The meaning of disgust speaks for itself.

"then who are you!"

In the face of the stalker's question, the leader does not seem to be too mentioning.

"Well, you already know enough, it's time to report to death."

"Do you think I can't see your time-dragging behavior? Junior, don't underestimate the wisdom of older people with your superficial knowledge. This is the last lesson I will give you as a kid."

Just when the summit’s voice just fell, the noise of the engine could be faintly heard in the noisy rain. The sound came from a location three kilometers away. If it is a mobster who is familiar with speed car modification, it will definitely be able to hear it. The speeding engine of the car is still a modified product that has been unlocked to limit the speed.

"When everything is on the right track, you stumbling blocks will be swept into the garbage dump of history like those past losers, and you will be spurned by the Serines. History has always been like this."

With that said, a cloud of shadow appeared on the wall against the stalker's back, swallowing the stalker like a swamp.

"At least tell me who you are! You are scared, right?"

"The poor worm who didn't even dare to report his own name actually claimed to be a winner without shame? Aren't you useless!"

The stalker screamed unwillingly, his head frowned.

After thinking about it, the leader followed the other party's wish, and anyway, he was a dying person, so he kindly made this junior be a ghost.

"The old-fashioned aggressive approach, but it is really effective."

"Mankroff, Manson is my brother, are you satisfied? Then you can go on the road."

"Mankerov..."

The stalker muttered and chewed the name as if to remember it thoroughly, and then smiled sullenly.

"I am waiting for you! At the end of death, I am waiting for you to be sent there too!"

Watching the stalker being swallowed, the leader also sneered.

"I hope you say that the hopeful empire is capable of doing it."

"But now the plan is nearing completion, and I have come out of the hiding place to act, indicating that you have no hope."

"The empire will eventually die, just like the regimes of the past."

At this time, just a few words to each other, the sound source of the speeding car engine has reached a distance of one kilometer.

The leader naturally walked towards the shadow on the corner of the wall and disappeared completely. Everything that happened seemed to be taken for granted.

"The target disappears."

"Repeat it again, the target disappears."

The late Bingwang squad arrived at the scene, but there was nothing left here. If it weren't for the corpses embedded on the wall, no one would think that anything had happened here.

"Damn it, let that **** slip away again, this time even the body is gone..."

The captain of the Bingwang team punched the wall with a heavy punch, leaving a fist-sized pit.

"Calm down, Captain."

Losing control of emotions during the mission is not a good thing, so the team members began to persuade them.

"If we were faster, maybe they would..."

"We have done our best."

The team members are also unwilling, especially after such a long time, there have been many losses of personnel, but their ability is limited, and they can only be helpless.

After collecting all the information to be reported, the captain gave the order to everyone with a gloomy expression.

"Receive the team."

On the other side, the director of the intelligence processing center was meeting with the military management, that is, the imperial generals formed a temporary meeting group.

"Your intelligence work is doing very well, even if it is something before the establishment of the empire, it can be unearthed."

"This is our job, we just try to do our best."

"We decided to give you a collective promotion to a rank one." One of the generals replied.

"Really?! Great!"

"Thank you generals!"

It is extremely difficult to upgrade the first-level military rank, because meritorious service requires military exploits to obtain, which also increases the gold content of the military rank.

The ranks of the personnel in the entire intelligence processing center have been upgraded by one level. This is an unprecedented glory, for the first time in history!

"Don't thank us, we don't have the power to give you a collective promotion to the rank of one."

The other general waved his hand indifferently. They just said that they were the commenders in name, but they were not the commenders in reality.

"Then, that shouldn't be..."

The supervisor quickly realized who the person referred to was, not the general, that could only be the more powerful person, and who else could the more powerful person be besides the one at the top of the empire.

The generals gave a positive answer.

"Yes, it means the head of state. Your work ability and the information you have obtained ~lightnovelpub.net~ are very useful to the empire."

"Stay hard, don't let the empire down. Here is a piece of one-sided information from the enemy. The empire needs you to collect his related information."

With that said, a piece of intelligence was delivered to the intelligence director.

"Mankerov... just this one?"

"Yes, he is the only one. Collect as much information as possible about him. Don't let go of what color diapers you wore when you were born. The empire will back you up. Nothing will hinder you. Please feel free to investigate. "

"understand!"

The intelligence director who has just been promoted to the next level is full of emotions. After paying a military salute, he withdrew from the military management.

However, the generals' work is not over yet, and they still have things left to discuss.

"The intensity of monitoring still needs to be increased. It is too dangerous for such a dangerous person to exist at this time."

"Has the head of state still not agreed to our request?"

One general asked, and the other general responded.

"No, after all agree to this kind of thing, the impact is still very big, especially for ordinary people..."

"At present, the harm is not obvious, so the head of state is still hesitating."

Someone among the generals sighed.

"In the final analysis, our request is still too crazy. The meaning behind the suggestion that'the head of the pilgrims should be eradicated at all costs regardless of casualties' is too great."

"But otherwise, it is difficult to erase the threat of that kind of dangerous person." The general who asked the first question was also helpless. He was the author of the suggestion, but it was not what he wanted to make such a suggestion. It was the situation. Forced.

"You understand, the head of state naturally understands it, and we all understand it, but... alas."